The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1887-09-01

OUT WITH THE TIDE.


concluded to give Randy her free
DOM"
This remark was made by Mrs.
Yates the other morning, as we sat in
the tent, each of us with handful o1
pea-pods in her apron and each she'll
ing peas with different degrees of alac-
rity. Maria Jane was doing most OF
the work, for we were still very red
| and moist and palpitating from row.
ing in our dory on Salt Pond. We
had set up dory the day before and,
naturally, we wanted to use it, even
though the wind was southwest and
the sun scorching. 1t was hard, how
ever, to come back to the tent and
know that we couldn't have any din
| ner until we had prepared it. Forum
| ately Maria Jane dropped in at this
moment, vigorous and alert as ever.
She said that Marsh was pretty tired
she left him trying to rest, and took
hold energetically in the matter OF
| shelling peas.
Didn't you know" she went on in
answer to our questions, that Mr..
Rankin amt well? He amt 1 don't
| knows Pm called upon to make be-
lieve I'm sorry, for | amt, one grain.
He's one of them kind that's always
pleasant and smilin'-never SAYS a
cross word. But he will have his own
way if he cuts yer heart out all the
| time and sees it a-bleedin', and he'll be
just as soft, and you'd be sure to think
| twas YOU that was the wretch, and
Hkely's not you'd beg his pardon,
seems he was so gentle. In the end
| you'll find out he's done jest what he
calkilated on doin' all the time. Wher
you plead with him, and cry and groal
| and agonize, as it were, he'll smile and
| say: 'Sho, now dom get excited
| guess there wouldn't none of US gi
! excited if we were as sure of our OWL
way as that mans always been. But he
amt got no bad habits. You can't put
your finger on a thing he's done. Fol
all that, believe he killed his first
| wife. And | sh'd think she'd ben glaG
| of it. Yes, he jest killed her a-bein' Sc
| pleasant and so cussed. She never
| had her own way in a thing. They
say she was as delikit as she could be
and she was a perfect picter to look at
| | remember when she was married
and 'peared as bride. l was little
tot, and set with my mother two seals
behind where they sot. | Irecl.necI e. eA. (.
actly how felt and wbe- l tnouShl %
when they walked IL DO" aionS Tue
| broad aisle. sh~ aoldlng on to his arm.
I didn't ia at him at all, but | stared
81 H. all the service. | was blacker
| Ven than | am now, and she was like
white rose, thought She hadn't
had good health, and she'd had spell
a few months before of bleedin' at the
lungs, but they said She got over that
| and was well. She had on that fust
Sunday purple velvet bunnit with
long white feather. l en- see jest
how the plume lay along over the vel
vet. Isot and stared and stared. /
knew | never could be so interestin' as
to wear a purple bunnit with white
feather n bleed at the lungs"
Maria Jane took large handful of
pea-pods from the tin pan and was ST.
! lent for time reviewing those days.
The hot wind fluttered the tent; there
was the sound of talk and high laugh
ter from a small sailboat that was glid-
| ing by so near as to seem to be almost
on the sands below the bluff. How
hot it was! 1t is only when the wind
is in some other quarter than the south
| or west that it is cool on this coast,
Notwithstanding the hotel advertise
ments. And in summer, if you will
notice, the wind is usually either in
the south or west, or between those
two points, and then tits at the hottest.
Then. also, there is constant danger
that the mash will send forth its mys-
terious, hellish odor. | am choosing
this latter adjective advisedly. The
word internal is not sufficiently strong,
as you would say yourself if you had
ever happened to be here when, as
the natives say, 1.-THE mash was a
| smellin'."
Nevertheless, we were glad to be In
n tent on the South Shore. The life
was free and charming. The people
| thus far had a constant interest for us.
We felt that it would be a long time
yet before we should be tired of their
different phases of character. Also
now, and Tor almost two months more,
there would be the kaleidoscope OF
| fashionable life td watch at a distance.
This movement of gayety was just far
| enough away to amuse without ia.
| tiguing. If some unutterably fasci.
| mating belle came to us for glass OF
water we could examine her more
nearly, while she examined US.
Just now we had also visit to which
to look forward, or we did have until
we heard Maria James words this
morning. When Randy Rankin had
left us the day she had called, she had
given us special invitation to spend
a day with her in the following week
She named Wednesday, for on that
| day the baker came along the ridge
| here by the shore and then went ovel
to the Two-Mile. She was confident
he would let us go with him. But WE
had said we would go across Salt Pond
| in our boat, then hire a horse and car
riage at one of the hotels on ''the
road" This arrangement had greatly
| shocked her, as being extrayagant in
the extreme. She said they were mon
| strous dear at them liv'ries We prom.
| ised after her remonstrances that i.
the wind should be in the east we could
| venture to walk from the road. Thus
| the matter was left. For some reason
we hardly knew why, Mrs. Rankin
had interested us greatly; we were